"Fellow Daoist Qingyun, you dared to spew filth at me to my face. Can I consider this your true self challenging my status in the Ruins and provoking the greatness of the Gray Spirit Clan?"
The fake smile on Old Gray's aged face instantly vanished into sheer frost as he slowly looked at Li Qingyun and spoke.
From his body, more monster-beard gray snakes crawled out, forming a startling "beard-snake ring" of over ten thousand around him.
There was no doubt that every single monster-beard gray snake possessed the mighty force to pierce through the protective barrier of an ordinary Eight-Ring quasi-sage!
"Does the word 'greatness' applied to your Gray Spirit Clan not strike you as ridiculous?"
"Scram!"
Li Qingyun's Great Dao rumbled, and he suddenly let out a stern shout. Mighty force surged forth as he raised his hand and struck out toward Old Gray.
Though it was merely an illusory shadow of his will, it still possessed close to forty percent of his true self's strength, not to mention having the Human Dao Lamp and the Exquisite Pagoda in hand. Why should he endure this repeatedly?
The only flaw was that an illusory shadow of will could not freely mobilize the power of the Ruins as his true self could, and could only drive a small portion of it.
"Arrogant!"
Old Gray's eyes turned somewhat solemn, but the magnificent snake ring formed by ten thousand monster-beards around him instantly surged and hissed. In an instant, the void was filled with terrifying, swaggering gray snakes.
Amidst the pattering sounds, the giant wave of Great Dao power stirred up by Li Qingyun was swiftly pierced and shattered by the wildly dancing gray snakes.
Every single monster-beard gray snake on Old Gray's body was exceedingly terrifying, far surpassing those Gray Spirit